Elsewhere, Elise is sent to clean up

Elise made her way towards the women's bathroom inside the bunker, carrying an armload of cleaning supplies and a mop. When everything had gone crazy and she had been home alone, Anton Rensnit, the neighbor from a few houses down, had knocked on her door. He had explained that her parents had discussed with him to let them stay in his bunker if anything every happened. Elise had always thought the man was crazy and that her parents were fools for humoring him, but at the time she couldn't have been more grateful. Despite her parents being at work, she went with Mr. Rensnit immediately, leaving a note behind for her parents to go to the bunker when they got back.

Two days later, they still hadn't shown up.

The first night had been hard, the second only slightly easier. She was **** to face the fact that her parents were gone, likely infected by whatever crazy virus was making people go crazy. She didn't know much, only the bare minimum that Mr. Rensnit had told everyone. It was a virus, something sex related, highly infectious, it was overrunning the city, they had enough supplies in the bunker to last for months, and they were safe.

So when the man that had effectively saved her life asked her to do a little cleaning, she had jumped at the opportunity to pay him back in some way. Sure, it wasn't much, but every little bit counted.

As soon as Elise stepped into the bathroom, she realized why Mr. Ransnit wanted it cleaned. The whole room stank of sex, sweat, and cum. Elise was as familiar with the smell as a healthy nineteen year old girl with above average needs could be. Not that it made any sense for men to be cumming in the women's bathroom in a bunker where everyone was at least familiar with each other. Elise decided to not think about it too much and just clean up the mess.

As soon as she saw said mess though, she couldn't help but pause for a second. The thick white goo was absolutely all over the toilet, walls, and floor. A few of the wet trails even started extremely close to the ceiling. There was also way too much of it, as if several dozen loads had been spread over the small stall. Now the pervasive scent made sense, but the sheer volume shouldn't be humanly possible. Elise had no idea what to think of any of it.

"Guess I'll just get to work," she said to herself, tying her dark red hair back to keep it out of the way. She remembered Mr. Ransnit saying that it might be infectious, so she was very careful to put on long rubber gloves and an apron to make sure none of the goop got on her.

She gradually lost herself in the work, enjoying the mindlessness of the task while making sure to be careful and clean up every drop. As she worked, the smell of the white liquid around her slowly seeped into her nose, going from sour and pungent to...not unnoticeable, but somewhat normal. Pleasant, even.

"Reminds me of sex with Andy," she mumbled to herself as she worked, wiping the last of the cum from the floor and starting on the wall. "He had a great cock, not too big, just enough to suck off. I should have blown him more often, maybe he would have stayed with me then. Oh, but then Leonard wouldn't have been able to fuck me. Fuck, he was so thick. Only competition would have been Petrov..." Elise continued to talk to herself about all of her many sexual encounters with many of the boys at her high school, gradually losing herself in a heady daze.

'Come to think of it, I sucked all of them off at least once. Their cum all tasted different, I wonder how this stuff tastes,' the redhead thought, looking closely at a large dollop sitting at eye level with her. The sight of the pearly liquid, still warm despite being at least a half hour old, entranced her, its scent weaving through her nostrils to tickle her brain.

"Smells so good," she whispered, her breath warming the wall in front of her, barely two inches away. "I want to taste it," she admitted to herself, slowly closing the distance and extending her tongue. She gently ran her tongue along the cool tile, slowly scooping up the thick cum that still painted the wall.

The hot liquid coated her searching mouth muscle, spreading across its bumpy surface. All of her taste buds were stimulated and soothed by the white fluid, the flavor better than anything she could have predicted. She had tasted plenty of loads, but this cum was something else. Something magical.

"Mmmph, delicious," she gasped, immediately going back for more. She quickly cleaned the portion of the wall that was at mouth level and began stretching for more, pressing her body against the wall in the process, her meager b-cups squishing slightly against her chest. That didn't matter though, all that mattered was getting more of that delicious cum to taste.

Elise was reaching for another thick blob of sperm when she stretched just a little too far. Suddenly, her balance was gone and she started falling, the shock just enough to break her out of her daze. With a quick movement, she caught herself, gasping at the near miss. The fog surrounding her mind broke for a moment, just long enough for her to wonder what why she had lost her balance and look down.

Past her cum-covered apron, shirt, and pants, underneath her foot, was one of the aerosol cans of cleaner she had been using. Of course, it wasn't the can that held her attention.

"Oh no, oh no, Mr. Ransnit said this stuff might be infectious and now its all over me. And I ate it too..." the thought of the exquisite taste of the cum was almost enough to pull her back into her daze, but the fear in her was too great to be overridden. "I can't spread this," she said, quickly throwing the soaked apron aside. With barely a hint of hesitation, she pulled down her cum-covered pants and tugged her tainted shirt off, leaving her in just her light pink underwear. To be safe, she threw off her shoes and socks as well, slowly backing away from the still partially jizz-coated stall.

'I have to warn Mr. Ransnit. This stuff is too dangerous,' Elise thought. With one last long look, she tore herself away from the sight of the cum and ran out the door of the bathroom, rushing down the hall towards the control center.

She barely made it half way down the first hallway when a blast of heat, pain, and euphoria sent her stumbling to the ground. "Hngh, no, what's- Ah!" Elise's muscles jumped and locked, holding her firmly in place on her hands and knees as she twitched spastically.

"Nrgh, no why, uhhh, shit, I'm infecteeeeeeeaaaAAAAHHH FUUGNGH!!!" Elise's scream echoed through the bare hallway of the bunker, almost immediately drawing attention. She didn't care though, she was too busy cumming her brains out as her tits tried to overcome her bra. "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck, SHIT, IT HURTS, nono, too tight, too tight, too t-AHHH~!" Her head snapped back with relief and even more pleasure as her breasts hit double D's and finally overcame the bra never meant to hold that much boob. The cloth garment burst with a loud snap, the too small cups falling off of her body to reveal her still growing mounds, quickly meeting and exceeding her wildest dreams.

"Keep...mmnh...going. Must warn...oh yes..." she moaned, still intent on warning someone about the dangerous mess in the bathroom. Her pussy gushed as she finally managed to get to her feet, spraying her femcum onto the floor behind her.

She slowly continued forward, trying to push through the utter elation that coursed through her as her body continued to morph. Her small ass surged with new flesh, quickly becoming something that anyone interested in women, and even many that weren't, would want a piece of. Her thighs followed suit, rippling with every labored step she took.

"Fuuuuuuck," Elise continued to groan and shudder, finally giving in to the desire to touch her new self. One hand hefted a heavy boob, fingers digging into the voluminous soft flesh and pinching at the hard nub that crowned it. Her other hand dove between her renewed thick thighs, furiously diddling at her clit. She could vaguely hear voices coming towards her, but was far too busy attacking her bud as the sensations coming from it got stronger.

All at once, the feeling of her clit changed. The normally small nub exploded in size, thickening and lengthening. Elise couldn't bring herself to really care, so long as the pleasure she was feeling didn't stop, she would accept anything. Her pleasure bud grew more and more, extending far beyond what should be possible. Within seconds, it was long enough to stroke and in another few, it was thicker than what her hand could wrap around. Unwilling to release her new tit, she just kept stroking with one hand, her ecstasy not hindered in the slightest.

"Oh god, fuck, yes, yes, yes, please, I'm so close, please, please!" Elise continuously moaned to herself, her hands moving quickly over her transforming body. She didn't care about warning the other people in the bunker anymore, she only cared about cumming. An incredible tightness was growing between her legs as she came closer to her peak, spurred on by the rapid stroking and pinching of her hands. She glanced down to see that her clit had truly become a cock, the thickening shaft sending rushes of bliss into her as it grew. The tip of it extended out of its sheath, the bright flesh the same light pink as her nipples. Her hand brushed it slightly and the accompanying rush of pleasure nearly sent her to the floor again. She barely managed to keep her feet under her, but couldn't stop herself from bending over lewdly, pushing her massive ass out, letting her bouncy tits hang off her chest, and squeeze her brand new cock between her thick thighs.

Somewhere in her mind, she was concerned about what she was doing. What if she spread the infection to someone else. A second later, that worry died, crushed under the rising tide of pleasure that filled her brain and burned through her nerves. She was rapidly surging towards her peak, eager and begging to finally cum. She ran her hand over the head of her cock again, purposefully rubbing at the slick flesh. Her eyes rolled up in her head, the approaching wave of orgasm robbing her of any ability to think about anything other than the pressure behind her futa cock as she finally found release.

"OH MY GO-AAAAAAHHHHHH YEEEEESSSSSS!!! I'M CUMMINGGG!! CUMMING! CUMMINNNGGGHH NGH NNGAH!!" The young futa's screams melted into incoherent grunts as her teeth clenched. Each hard grunt was accompanied by a massive spurt of fresh jizz from the tip of her penis, the white fluid shooting out with the **** of a high pressure hose. Elise leaned forward even more as the thick shaft continued to pump wave after wave of semen out of her, the added angle enough for the occasional spurt to splash against the underside of her hanging, colossal boobs.

Elise's howls of joy echoed through the corridor and in her ears as her orgasm continued longer than she ever thought was possible. Her cock wouldn't stop firing, and she almost hoped it never would. Her pussy was spasming too, her dripping cunt lips convulsing and squirting a flood of girlcum down the backs of her legs and onto the floor.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, her orgasm faded and the flow of cum from her cock ended. No longer able to support herself, Elise collapsed forward into a thick pool of her own cum, her enormous tits pillowing out to cushion her and her still erect dick spurting out a little more cum to join the rest. The reborn futa laid there for a few long seconds, reveling in the feel and smell of her own jizz. Her tongue darted out and scooped some of the thick liquid up, causing another, much smaller load of the substance to fire out of her dick as the blissful taste spread across her tongue. It was the same as the stuff in the bathroom, the same divine flavor that she couldn't get enough of. Even better, with each mouthful that she drank, bolts of raw pleasure hit her body, making her dick spurt and giving her an endless amount of the viscous fluid.

The cum-obsessed, nineteen year old, thick futa was seriously considering laying in the pool of her own spunk for as long as she could when she heard a gasp. She slowly moved her head, pushing aside her soaked red hair to look at who had witnessed her debauchery with heavily lidded eyes, still half drunk with pleasure.